Reflections from a Summer Evening

A day in the usual routine, but still with some interesting events and ideas. On a pleasantly warm summer evening I walked to the castle, where I met some wild boars, whom I will tell you about my encounters and experiences. I’ll also share with you how I feel about my work efficiency and how I experience the weekend rest, which is an important part of my life. There will also be a discussion about the damp smell of my room and the importance of comparison in life. So, allow me to introduce you to my daily life and the thoughts that I have from day to day.

2024. Sunday, 30 June
I thought I’d go for a walk in the nice cool air, but instead I go for a walk in the warm summer heat, just before midnight.
How was your day today? It wasn’t bad, in fact I didn’t even have to go to work for the evening shift, there was so little to do. I helped everyone a little bit, but I didn’t feel useful, and usefulness seems to be an important concept for me. Although others might say that utility is not the only concept in the world to value.
While I was walking, a wild boar squealed in the trees in the pitch dark.
I started from the hotel and went up to the castle, I went all the way to the bottom of the castle, I turned back from the bottom of the castle because it was just a matter of getting some fresh air. But this fresh air is not cold, it is warm. It is summer, even if it is a rainy summer. We have got used to wild boars over the past year, they have never once hurt me, even though they sometimes pass by two metres away, and I cannot judge how dangerous a wild boar is. Okay, I know that if he attacks, I’m finished. But they do not attack. I’ve met them several times on the road, and they were really busy herding their young, not what I was doing, but my attitude with people – and even more so with wild animals – is that I’m not the prey animal, so they’ll attack me if they see me as a threat. But as I do nothing else when I see them, except stop as far away as possible and turn on the lights, I ring the bell at most and wait for them to go. I try to signal by my behaviour that I am not an enemy of the wild boar. None of them ever looked at me, they all wanted to cross the road and I let them cross. I don’t know what if he wants to attack, I don’t know how much he intends to attack, if I don’t hurt him.
There is a saying in everyday life: live and let live; I live by it. It’s a bit contrived, but the example above just reflects that. I want to let the wild boars live, and I will live.
Where was I before piglets? I guess, for today, there, I don’t feel efficient; I mean, I’m trying to be efficient. I have no negative feelings because I have done my best and I will do my best tomorrow. Maybe it’s not my problem to be redundant. For my part, I did what I could; I cleaned, I packed, I helped everyone. That’s it, the rest is not my problem.
What is negative about today is that at 9.30 in the evening, when I enter my room, it smells musty and damp. After all, I have a room built into the mountain that acts like a cave; it’s always wet – even now. The only change was that I had two pieces of towels that were wet and I laid them out in the room.
It’s all a matter of comparison, everything is a matter of comparison. If I write down on a piece of paper that the problem is that I have two wet towels, then maybe I should actually laugh about it and not complain.
Again, I can only sum up today as not bad, but it could be better. Quiet and diligent work, huge naps, pleasant summer walks.
I seem to have had a strong weekend, and then for the next five days I will feed off the experiences of that strong weekend. For me, the weekend currently falls on Thursday-Friday, which means that on Saturday I’m as tired as a twisted man, sleeping like a man who’s been beaten over the head instead of partying on Saturday night. I also rest on Sundays, I’m not so young anymore, I can’t go on partying for five days and then sleeping for two; for me it works the other way round; I have a weekend and then sleep for five days. I’m uselessly tired on the first working day of the week, I’m fit for work on Sunday, I want to go out on Monday, and I have a relatively easy day on Tuesday, Wednesday, when I go into town in the afternoon. The problem is that most of the partying and events are Friday-Saturday-Sunday, so I want to adjust it to just enough of the intensity of the weekend to have some energy for Saturday; then I’ll sleep through the whole day on Sunday and Monday as it is, and then go downtown on Tuesday afternoon.